Bella Lodeve Brothel ❤️

About Nantes

Favorite part? This lil’ secret room, right? Hidden behind a fake wall - used it back in Prohibition days for bootleggers to smash and dash. History in a brothel, who knew? I’m geeked, like, “This some next-level shit!” But then, some sweaty dude stumblin’ out, smellin’ like cheap whiskey and bad choices - killed my buzz quick. “We got him!” - nah, he got me fucked up, stinkin’ up my air.

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We spend a couple of hours catching up with someone Anne had not seen in over 25 years. Lodève, France “This way to the brothel” – Ephesus.

I love how this town mixes history with modern sass. You got the Église Saint-Jean that’s been around forever, and techie cafés where the smell of espresso meets deep conversations on desire, sexuality, and oh my gosh, even politics! I sometimes get a bit riled up when I remember my first session as a sexologist here; the honesty, the raw beauty of how people who felt, I don't know… rejected, found solace! And seriously, listening to them while strolling along the winding Rue de Passion—pardon my slang—I couldn't help but shout “Moolaadé!” just like in my fav movie, shouting against injustice and ignorance!

"Express" in memory of Ali Podrimje